Tide swell erases
words in sand- –
washing songs from shells- –
foam licks our legs,
Poseidon’s moonlight drenched kisses.
We swim with stars at our feet
diving in
to one another,
trying to save the last pearl
from ever being found
by the wrong hand.
Long days of summer gone
we package our love
in seaweed
and color it farewell.

Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.